Zhou An didn't go out to fish again that night, and went to bed when he returned to Zhou Jian's place to wash and wash.

Before going to bed, Zhou An told Zhou Jian that the task of exploring snails would be handed over to him tomorrow, and although Zhou Jian had a bitter face, he still agreed.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Zhou An rode a battery car to the county seat alone.

He wants to inquire about the price of fresh crayfish, and by the way, he has to buy some spices to make spicy crayfish, well, some kitchen utensils also need to be added, and there are some other things, in short, the things needed to make spicy crayfish are much more complicated than making spiced snails.

The big black fish Xu Shaoyong's kind of crayfish that is burned and sold is not eye-catching for Zhou An.

Put some green onions, ginger, garlic, dried chili peppers, pepper powder or something to stir-fry and boil, such a non-technical method, Zhou An is definitely not interested in imitating it.

This is also the confidence that he has the confidence to steal the big black fish and crayfish business.

Before he was reborn, he had been cooking for more than ten years, and he had also made crayfish, but his method was more complicated, and he needed more seasonings and various ingredients, and he needed to prepare well.

Zhou An went to the county seat empty in the morning, and when he came back at noon, the large frame behind the car was full, and even a stainless steel bucket was placed at the foot of the battery car, and two barrels of soybean oil were placed in the barrel.

After entering the village, the return rate is 100%.

Anyone who saw so many things in his car was stunned.

Curious inquiries also kept ringing out.

"Anzi, have you made a fortune, and you buy so many things at once?"

"Taihu's family, do you want to hold a banquet? Buy so much oil?"

"Hey, Xiao An, which supermarket is doing an event today? You've bought too much, haven't you?"

……

All kinds of inquiries, Zhou An was casually perfunctory.

Zhou An didn't send these things to Zhou Jian's house, but rode the car directly into his utility room.

Two reasons, one is that his own pot stove is more suitable for making crayfish, Zhou Jian's house has not been lived in for many years, the kitchen is simple, and there is not much firewood.

Another reason is that he and Zhou Jian have to go out to sell snails every night, there is no one in the house, so many things and so many people in the village have watched him buy them back, if these things are put in Zhou Jian's house, who knows which petty thief in the village will take advantage of his and Zhou Jian's absence at night to steal?

Not to mention that the rural people are simple and no one steals.

Zhou An grew up here, and there are many people in the village who have the habit of petty theft, not to mention anything else, let's just say that Zhou Jian's house has not lived in it for several years, and almost everything in the house has been emptied.

And at the end of each year, when the New Year is approaching, there are always some people who have no money for the New Year, taking advantage of the dead of night, touching into other people's kitchens or chicken pens or something, at the end of the year, it is cold, everyone generally sleeps early, and the next day will get up to find that the family has been burglarized.

"Anzi, why do you buy so many things? How much does it cost? You buy too much, don't you?"

Zhou An's mother heard the movement in the utility room, walked in and saw so many things Zhou An had bought, and her face immediately changed.

"Mom, don't worry about it, I'm useful!"

"You're useful? What's your use? Didn't you buy all the things you need to make snails? Why did you buy so much? This, so much oil, so many chili peppers, and what are these?"

Tian Guifang pointed to a large package of spice powder that Zhou An took out from the large frame of the battery car, and her eyes were full of doubts.

This package of spice powder, not to mention that she can't recognize it, ordinary chefs may not recognize it all, it was Zhou An who bought more than a dozen spices in the county seat, put them together and beat them into powder with a machine in a dry goods store.

There are spices such as star anise, bay leaves, peppercorns, grass fruits, cumin, comfrey, cinnamon, licorice, nutmeg and kaempfera.

Not to mention that these spices have been powdered, even if they are all in good condition in front of Tian Guifang's eyes, she will probably be able to recognize an octagonal anise.

"Mom, don't ask yet, and I'll tell you when I'm done?"

Zhou An was very busy, and his mind was totaling whether he had bought all the things, waiting for which things to deal with first and which things to deal with later, and he didn't have the heart to explain to his mother in detail.

Tian Guifang was very helpless and sighed.

Zhou An smiled at her, and then went to the kitchen with two bags of dried chili peppers, and the two bags of dried chili peppers in his hand were two catties each.

But they are two different peppers.

One is long, bright red and oily in appearance, this dried pepper is called Erjin bar, and the other is short and thick, and the color is lighter, which is more spicy.

Ignited the fire, poured some soybean oil into the pot, and when the temperature in the pot rose slightly, Zhou An poured all the two bags of dried chili peppers into the pot, picked up the spatula and began to stir-fry.

Although Tian Guifang sighed, she still followed up the kitchen, saw that her son was busy on the stove, sighed, and took the initiative to sit behind the stove, "How big is the fire?"

"Just a little fire! Mom! Thank you!" Zhou An thanked his mother with a hippie smile.

Tian Guifang glanced at him angrily and muttered, "You just toss! I don't know where you learned this, what are you doing with so many chili peppers? What kind of dish do you need to put so many chili peppers?"

"Mom! I'm boiling chili oil!"

Zhou An explained with a smile.

"What? Boiling chili oil like this? You son of a bad man! Can you fry chili oil by putting chili peppers in a pot and frying them? Who are you listening to? Stop! Stop!"

As soon as Tian Guifang heard that Zhou An was boiling chili oil, she immediately became anxious, and got up to snatch the spatula from Zhou An's hand.

Zhou An dodged sideways, and helplessly explained: "Mom! Don't you get so excited? I know that you can't fry chili oil like this! I just want to fry the chili peppers and grind them into powder, don't grab them! Don't grab it? I know it in my heart! If you really know, can you believe me once?"

……

It's all tears, Zhou An is busy while explaining to his mother.

Even so, Tian Guifang was still skeptical, but he didn't stop Zhou An anymore.

After Zhou An stir-fried the dried chili peppers, he came out of the pot, and Tian Guifang was relieved to see that he didn't continue to fry them.

In the process of frying dried chili peppers, what is more interesting is that Zhou An, who has toilet paper stuffed in his nostrils, is fine, and Tian Guifang, who is reluctant to plug his nostrils with toilet paper, is choked by the spicy smell of chili peppers and sneezes constantly.

Zhou Taihu, who was cultivating in the room, also sneezed several times, and the sound of scolding came into the kitchen.

"Rebellion! You two are rebelling at home, right? Do you do it when you are paralyzed and choke people to death? Do you not want Lao Tzu to live, and you want to choke Lao Tzu to death in bed with this method, right?"

Zhou Taihu was scolding in the room, Zhou An hurriedly signaled his mother to go over and bring paper to stuff his father's nostrils, but when his mother came back, he heard: "Anzi! You don't know, when I went in with the toilet paper, your father had already torn cotton from under the bed and stuffed his nose!

Zhou An smiled.

His father is this kind of character, he is used to scolding, scolding when he is unhappy, and scolding when he is happy.